Day 6: someone who fascinates me and why
Another stumper of a prompt.
I don’t know if I’m fascinated by anyone. Seriously. This isn’t a cop out as much as it is an admission of guilt. Should I be? Are there people from history or of celebrity that should grab my attention? Probably. I really just can’t think of anyone.
There were all sorts of things that used to fascinate me when I was younger: the Kennedy family, the history of the New York Yankees, the Beatles, Spike Lee films, the music of Beethoven, and Dorothy Dandridge. Those things changed over the years to reflect my changing interests, but lately I find myself not fascinated by all that much.
Life is busy. My family keeps me on my toes and I do have interests and projects of my own. What’s going on for me is enough to keep me from intense interest in anyone other than my nearest and dearest.
I’m beginning to wonder if my difficulties focusing outward in this post and the one before it signify something simple yet profound. Maybe I’m happy with things as they are. Maybe, for the first time in my life, I’m able to accept where I am without wishing I were someone or somewhere else.
How about them apples?